The story of us

God and I have a story. On a day like today, when it feels like I am hanging on by the very tips of my fingers and there is not much hope, I can remember and try to believe one more day.

I have been praying this old Celtic prayer every day for the past year. I don't have a super-spiritual reason and it was not so much a discipline as a simple reminder and I way to find the guts to face one more day:

Lord, You have always given
bread for the coming day;
and though I am poor,
today I believe.

Lord, You have always given
strength for the coming day;
and though I am weak,
today I believe.

Lord, You have always given
peace for the coming day;
and though of anxious heart,
today I believe.

Lord, You have always kept
me safe in trials;
and now, tried as I am,
today I believe.

Lord, You have always marked
the road for the coming day;
and though it may be hidden,
today I believe.

Lord, You have always lightened
this darkness of mine;
and though the night is here,
today I believe.

Lord, You have always spoken
when time was ripe;
and though you be silent now,
today I believe.

God have mercy on me. Amen.